Shuo Death Domain Field.
Black rain poured down like floodwaters gushing from the gates of hell.
Amid flashes of lightning and crashing thunder, hurricanes tore apart the gray sky.
Every raindrop carried the corrosive power of death qi, scouring the entire world in the gale and swallowing everything into a pitch-black abyss. It was like a god's punishment upon the world, as if it meant to erase every trace of existence.
But for Gu Lu, this was the perfect time to hunt.
Over this period, he and his five companions had continuously hunted Death Spirit Warriors, drawing the vigilance of this city's master.
The internal investigations had become increasingly stringent.
Yet Gu Lu felt no fear, because he had plenty of ways to escape pursuit.
There were too many Talent Abilities available in the Faith Database, including many abilities suited for disguise.
Whenever the black rain poured down, he would set out.
The city's defenses would be tighter than usual at such times, but Gu Lu had no intention of changing his hunting schedule.
To him, it was both a challenge and a form of tempering.
Feng Qi, the leader of humanity, had once said that there was a way to cultivate by turning oneself into a blade and using hardship and challenge as a whetstone, forging the strongest self in desperate circumstances.
After the thought imprint in his mind had been broken, Gu Lu realized that he no longer feared anything.
He wanted to grow rapidly, become the person his teacher expected him to be, and then become the sharp blade in the hands of humanity's great leader, Feng Qi.
This was the goal and ideal Gu Lu had been given when he was created.
After finishing his cultivation, Gu Lu rose and walked toward the cave entrance.
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